Working hours are never long enough. Each day is a holiday, and ordinary holidays are grudged as enforced interruptions in an absorbing vocation.

We are really doing our very best. There are no doubt many mistakes and shortcomings. A lot of things are done none too well. Some things that ought to be done have not yet been done...[But Britain's effort has] justly commanded the wonder and admiration of every friendly nation in the world.

If we could get out of this jam by giving up Malta and Gibraltar and some African colonies I would jump at it. But the only safe way is to convince Hitler that he cannot beat us.

War is a game that is played with a smile. If you can't smile, grin. If you can't grin, keep out of the way till you can.

How I hated schools, and what a life of anxiety I lived there. I counted the hours to the end of every term, when I should return home.

The press is easier to strangle than to look in the eyes.

But who in war will not have his laugh amid the skulls?